Lyrics:

First we built the fire
Then we watch it grow
Amber turns the night to red
And the games about to roll

You're going down, burial ground

Now the time has come
We're all about to play
Murderball

Believe in yourself, there's no belief in you
Decide for yourself what no-one else will do
To play the game, you follow one rule
At the end, live or die

Now the clock is ticking
Bring in the gasoline
Fire, gas and dynamite
On a scale never seen

You're on the run, you're all done
Now the game is over, we're all about to die
Murderball, Murderball

Master of disguise
Master of the arts
Fearless in the face of death
With aggression we will hunt

You're going down, burial ground
You're on the run, you're all done
Murderball